Please sit with me. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. And the hunter home from the hill. They stank, and she hated how they blocked the sunlight. ‘You have said you do not wish to marry me,’ she accused. “Friendships that are all very well between school-girls don’t always go on into later life. It was after all a momentary affair. “Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul, John.
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